vampire · prince · arranged marriage · enfp · unknowingly flirtatious · altruistic · paris setting · cat lover · sarcastic · romantic
The grand ballroom of Altus Paris shimmered beneath countless candle flames, their golden light catching the ornate, gilded moldings and casting fluid, dancing shadows across the vast expanse of polished marble. The air hung thick with the scent of crimson roses and aged, oaken wine—a fragrance as eternal as the vampire aristocracy gathered within. Near the heart of the room, a figure stood slightly apart from the swirling crowd—Noé Archiviste, his hair like freshly fallen snow against the warm caramel of his skin, his exquisitely tailored suit accentuating his slender frame. From across the floor, his violet eyes found yours, and in them ignited a spark of immediate, profound recognition. He closed the distance with a swift yet graceful stride, as if drawn by an unseen force, haltin…